"What? You..." Several Jurchen soldiers were exposed by Ma Xiaoquan and were about to take action when they suddenly felt that they could not use any strength.
With a "bang", the spears and machetes in their hands all fell to the ground, and then with a thud, several Jurchen soldiers fell to the ground.
Ma Xiaoquan walked up to several Jurchen soldiers expressionlessly, knelt down, gently patted the face of one of the Jurchen soldiers, and asked: "Come, tell me, why is your Batu general holding the line?"
that secret
Place?"
The Jurchen soldiers closed their eyes and said nothing.
Ma Xiaoquan grinned and said: "Well, you are quite brave. Are you thinking of calling someone to save you? Let me see, don't think about it. You can try shouting and see if you can shout louder.
.”
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, several Jurchen soldiers tried to shout, but every time they tried their best, they felt as if their throats were blocked by something, and they were not able to shout at all.
"You can't shout, hehe, but you can speak quietly, and I can hear it, hehe..."
Ma Xiaoquan asked again: "Let me ask again, why did General Batu guard that secret location?"
Several Jurchen soldiers still refused to say anything, or they didn't know and couldn't say anything.
Ma Xiaoquan reached into his arms, took out a small porcelain bottle, and murmured: "This is itching powder. As the name suggests, it is poured on people and makes it extremely itchy. Since you are unwilling to tell me, I will use it for you one by one."
With that said, Ma Xiaoquan opened the mouth of the bottle, lifted the collar of a Jurchen soldier, and poured half of the itching powder in the bottle.
After a while, the Jurchen soldier began to roll around on the ground, clasping left and right, and his expression and movements made it look like he was unbearably itchy.
Seeing this, several other Jurchen soldiers swallowed their saliva. Ma Xiaoquan deliberately smiled evilly and squatted down, preparing to apply itching powder to another Jurchen soldier.
At this moment, the Jurchen soldier farthest away couldn't help it anymore and whispered: "I said... I said..."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, nodded and said: "Look, it would have been over if I had just said no, so why bother suffering like this again? By the way, if you haven't said it yet, I have other things here, um, for example, laxatives, which can make people
Medicine for blindness, oh oh
, there is also a medicine that can make a man lose his ability, well, the kind that is more eunuch than eunuch..."
Several Jurchen soldiers were so frightened that they trembled, and each of them cried out in his heart: Who the hell did he meet? Laxatives, blinding medicine, and that kind of medicine, this damn medicine is going to be used on himself, it is worse than death.
It's so uncomfortable.
"Uncle, uncle, we said, we all said..."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Don't worry, let's talk one by one. Come on, you talk first..."
...
At the entrance to the secret location, Batu, a Jurchen general, was frowning at the map laid out on the ground.
The map is hand-drawn, so it's not very good, but it's still legible.
Batu looked at it for a while and then ordered his men to put the map away.
A general came over and said a few words to Batu in his ethnic language.
Batu hummed and said in less than standard Chinese: "The Great Khan asked us to study the Chinese language of the Central Plains carefully. When we talk to me in the future, we must use Chinese... Well, this secret location was stolen from the Han people.
came, although until now
So far I don’t know what’s inside, but none of the people we sent in have come out again..."
The general said respectfully in Chinese: "General Batu, should we send more people in?"
Batu shook his head: "No, no need. Our people are all warriors. Warriors should die on the battlefield, not in an unknown way. Well, you go take a look around, capture some Han people, and let them go in and have a look."
"
The general smiled bitterly and said: "General, there are no Han people around anymore."
"Well, okay, then let me report it to Eighth Prince and then make a decision."
Just as he was talking, several Jurchen soldiers shouted and pushed over a Han man dressed in Central Plains clothing.
Batu stood up, glanced at the Han man, and smiled at the general beside him: "You still said there was no one. Look, there are people now."
Yes, the Han Chinese who was captured was none other than Ma Xiaoquan.
It is said that after Ma Xiaoquan got the words from those Jurchen soldiers, after comprehensive consideration, he found that no matter what he did, he could not successfully reach the destination through the heavy guards of Jurchen soldiers.
Ma Xiaoquan must go into the secret location, but if he spends too long outside the secret location, he won't have much time to explore inside.
When Ma Xiaoquan left, he promised his second sister-in-law Qiao Yu that he would have to go back in a day and a half at most. It would take a long time, and her mother would inevitably be worried.
In the end, Ma Xiaoquan decided to be captured by the Jurchens as a traveler, so that he could quickly approach the secret location.
...
Batu circled around Ma Xiaoquan several times. After thinking about it, he asked, "Who are you?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "I am a traveler passing by."
Batu didn't believe it: "No, you are a spy of the Ming army."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "When your people caught me, they searched me all over. You can ask them if they found anything?"
Batu turned his head to look at the Jurchen soldiers behind Ma Xiao, and said a few words in his tribe's language.
Several Jurchen soldiers who captured Ma Xiaoquan shook their heads at the same time and responded respectfully to Batu in their ethnic language.
"Well, okay, even if nothing is found, it doesn't mean that you are not a spy of the Ming army." Batu still defined Ma Xiaoquan's identity.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Actually, we can't talk about spies. What's your name? If your official position is not high enough, please let the person with the highest status here come and talk to me."
"Presumptuous!" Batu said with some annoyance, "A little Central Plains man is so arrogant. Come on, let me chop him down."
As soon as Batu finished speaking, two Jurchen soldiers immediately raised their machetes and slashed at Ma Xiaoquan's neck.
Ma Xiaoquan sneered and did not dodge at all. He only heard two "dang dang" sounds. The machetes in the hands of the two Jurchen soldiers were unable to kill him. Oh no, they couldn't even cut into Ma Xiaoquan's flesh.
Batu was also startled, took a few steps back, drew out his scimitar, and said, "Who are you?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "I said, I am a traveler passing by. By the way, I have been here before. Do you know Magatu?"
"Mage'atu?" Batu's expression was a little strange, "How do you know Mag'atu?"
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Why, you know him too?"
Batu said angrily: "He is my brother."
"Oh, he is your brother, haha... Then is he here?"
Batu blinked and looked at Ma Xiaoquan, thinking how could this man know his brother?